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[Nov. 21st, 2011|10:38 pm] |
WHO: Annie, Jae-sun & Brendann
WHAT: Something special for the junior chef's boyfriend.
WHERE: Brendann's restaurant.
WARNINGS: Sappiness more than anything, probably.
( Paranoia and spicy food ) |
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[Oct. 29th, 2011|04:16 am] |
Who: Sam & Kevin Flynn, Quorra, Tron, Maison & Brendann (and anyone else who needs somewhere safe to stay!)
Where: Flyleaf Books, London
When: During the monsters! Whenever!
Warnings: Some monster violence, probably nothing else
( All that is really necessary for survival of the fittest, it seems, is an interest in life, good, bad or peculiar. ) |
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[Aug. 18th, 2011|11:26 pm] |
Who: Brendann Brennan and Maison Roberts.
What: Reuniting!
When: After Brendy shows back up here.
Where: Brendy and Maison's house.
Warnings: Cuteness for sure, maybe unfs, who knows?
( I missed you! ) |
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[Feb. 24th, 2011|10:14 pm] |
Who: Brendann Brennan and Maison Roberts.
What: Being adorable?
When: Thursday night.
Where: Their apartment.
Warnings: Sure!
( Put your feet up and stay a while. ) |
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[Feb. 2nd, 2011|09:08 pm] |
Who: Gremio & Brendann, then maybe Soren, who knows!
What: New arrival ARE BAFFLEMENT.
Where: Brendann's restaurant, London, UK.
When: Wednesday afternoon
Warnings: None other than possible swearing but even then that might be light.
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[Jul. 9th, 2010|10:55 pm] |
WHO: Annie and Brendann
WHAT: Talking about food and men and possible combinations thereof
WHERE: Chez Brend-and-Maison
WARNINGS: The conversation will be profane and risque, this is Annie we're talking about.
Annie half knocked, half kicked on Brend and Maison's door with a pie pan. She'd been in a baking mood, and she figured why not go see people, hang out, talk and give them pie. She just hoped they were home. It had been a lazy couple of days, but she wanted a little more social interaction than her mother and sister. |
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[Apr. 4th, 2010|12:39 am] |
Who: Maison & Brend
Where: their place
When: Now-ish
What: Stuuuuuff
Warnings: Probably yes.
Maison was making chocolate-dipped Peeps for the Easter potluck, mostly because he didn't figure anyone else would, and also because it was something simple enough that he could do it. And it gave him an excuse to buy peeps in bulk. He'd already finished a batch of bunnies and was working on a batch of chicks, head bobbing along to the music from his iPod on the counter.
Gizmo, the kitten, was watching from her usual perch beside the toaster, using it as cover, because clearly if it was between them, he couldn't see her, despite the fact that she kept peeking up over it to see what he was doing. |
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[Mar. 10th, 2010|11:02 pm] |
Who: Brendann Brennan, Maison Roberts, Cee Vee.
What: Dinner!
When: Wednesday evening.
Where: Brend and Maison's apartment.
Warnings: Nah.
( Foodstuffs! ) |
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[Mar. 4th, 2010|01:01 am] |
WHO: Ezio and Brendann
WHAT: The beginning of a beautiful friendship
WHERE: Brendann's restaurant in London
WHEN: A few days after Ezio's night with Ronia
WARNINGS: Food orgasms?
Ezio was in London, out of work early, and hungry. He'd been ambling the streets for a bit, thinking about nothing in particular. Work. A few officemates. Ronia. Ah, Ronia.
On a whim he turned into a restaurant that looked, at a glance, to serve almost anything. Perhaps he'd find what he might want in here. |
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[Mar. 2nd, 2010|06:57 pm] |
Who: Ceevee & Brendann
Where: Taunton, since she lives there
What: Happeh ratteh fun-time snax
Warnings: Maybe some squee-ing.
( I was on the moon, with Steve ) |
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[Jan. 9th, 2010|10:35 pm] |
Who: Brendann, Maison & their new kitten
Where: Their place
When: Earlier today
Warnings: Probably just boatloads of cute.
( Once I'm in I own your heart ) |
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[Nov. 25th, 2009|07:42 pm] |
Who: Anyone who's seen her post here (or any of the ones prior, or anyone who's been told by a friend or a friend of a friend or y'know, anyone.)
Where: Anne's place in Key West
What: Orphans' Thanksgiving Weekend
Warnings: Knowing this group? Probable.
When: Thursday mid-day through whenever the leftovers are gone and/or everyone goes home.
There was rain predicted later in the day, but just at the moment it was simply cloudy, which suited Anne just fine, since it meant she could leave both sides of the house open so she could see people coming and not smoke everyone out with the turkey roasting. The bird had been in the oven almost long enough, and at that particular moment she was basting again, her hair looped up in a braid to keep it from getting into anything.
(ooc:Party thread folks, food's in the kitchen, games are in the back room, music's in the front, smoking's out on the back patio. Eat, drink, be merry, talk amongst yourselves, don't make a mess and if you do, clean it up. I've got sub-threads for locations, but feel free to start your own, I'm rarely so organized.) |
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[Oct. 31st, 2009|06:36 pm] |
Who: Anyone and everyone
Where: Guildhall, New Orleans
When: Midafternoon Oct 31st until everyone goes home.
What: Paaaartaaay!
Warnings: More than likely!
The lower level of the guildhall was done up like a Starbucks from Hell, with authentic branded crap onna shelf, sucky music over by the bar, and authentic baristas, all having died of something hipstery. There was coffee and booze and snacks, there was a dance floor cordoned off in one corner, and most of the other rooms were open for lounging or milling around.
The Birthday Girl was, at that particular moment, near enough to the door that she could greet all comers, but far enough away that she wasn't a foreboding presence. She was dressed as Anne Bonney, men's shirt, well-worn navy uniform pants, a belt made of rope and a pirate sword on one hip and a blunderbuss on the other. Her hair was tied back with a double-knotted twist of twine, and her tattoos were almost all visible.
(post, thread, mingle and hang out, talk amongst yourselves, be prepared to have Henn and her crew, crash any and all threads) |
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[Oct. 26th, 2009|08:09 pm] |
WHO: Annie and Brendann
WHAT: Just talkin'.
WHERE: A tea/coffee place in London.
WHEN: Nowish
WARNINGS: Nah.
She'd texted Brendann last week asking if he wanted to go get coffee sometime, and he'd finally gotten back to her. She'd mocked him for being a Big Important Chef Type, then settled on a date and time. And now she was sitting at a corner table, legs crossed, happily sipping black coffee. It felt good inside - it was getting damn cold around here lately. She had wondered more than once how it'd be in Scotland this week. |
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[Oct. 12th, 2009|11:56 pm] |
Who: Brendann Brennan and Brenda Annn Turner.
What: Mother/son dinner!
Where: Brendann's restaurant.
When: Monday night.
Warnings: Just cute!
( Peanut butter and pickles are a no. ) |
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[Sep. 12th, 2009|12:25 am] |
Who: Brendann Brennan & Serenity
Where: Brend's restaurant and slash or office in London
When: Wednesday evening, shortly after this
What: Tinysaur delivery!
Warnings: Possible, but unlikely.
( And we shall call it 'this land' ) |
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[Aug. 31st, 2009|07:39 pm] |
Who: Star and Brendann
Where: Star's borrowed apartment above the shop in London
When: Sunday night
What: Ice cream!
Warnings: Possible, but unlikely.
( Global Warming? I don't care! ) |
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[Aug. 31st, 2009|08:06 am] |
Who: Open to everyone
What: Life support
Where: Teague's art studio, London
When: Tonight around 5pm
Warnings: TBD
( Come to help yourself and others. ) |
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[Aug. 4th, 2009|03:36 am] |
Who: Brendann Brennan and Miniver Cheevy.
What: Miniver meeting his new nephew.
When: Early Tuesday morning.
Where: Coffee shop in London.
( Yay coffee! ) |
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